It was a long and tire full week of surviving the Night Tide. The casualties unlike the first became minimal. It’s all thanks to the 2 members of the Rooks. Their presence made it possible for all to survive the hellish week. It wasn’t much to brag but they’re the one who mostly take out the enemies.
“…And that concludes our expedition sirs.”
The directors nodded in acknowledgment. Dorian removes the helmet and intend to mat his beard, studying his reflection down the round table that is shows various data. They sat along the other 14 directors.
Maximo stands up and walk towards the long window. The evening was upon the mansion. He observed how the clouds gathered up, forming over the mountain on the southernly directions. Before him, ablaze the torches that the mercenaries had arrange
